Who's Crazy? Songtext
von DJ EFN

DJ EFN, Crazy Hood Productions
Puttin′ it down, straight like that
Who's crazy?
DJ EFN, Crazy Hood Productions
Puttin′ it down, straight like that
Who's crazy?

Uh, all black, Nike sweatsuit on
I'm not, I′m about to get my shoot on
Niggas violate, it′s only right we demonstrate
A fool ain't a fool, eat ′em up like dinner plates


Over paper, pull the plastic
Featherhead trigger when I blast it
Another bird ass nigga's son turned bastard
Said it ain′t serious, to me shit drastic, word
I'm from a crazy hood, my reactions be crazier
Won′t explain to ya, just run down and bang on ya
Two to the chest, one to the head
Don't blame the shooter, both the motherfuckers is dead
Like what did he do to deserve all that?
Funeral service, mom's in the church all black

Nine out of ten times they the cause and the reason
I don′t make the rules, I just play harder each season

DJ EFN, Crazy Hood Productions
Puttin′ it down, straight like that
Who's crazy?
DJ EFN, Crazy Hood Productions
Puttin′ it down, straight like that
Who's crazy?

You′re blind to what you don't see
Ignorance is blessing, them niggas gon′ be

Mad as fuck when they wake up
How much of our time will it take us?
It's like the 60s all over
Catch a nigga sleeping, Peter roll up
Hunted like we animals and shot dead
It's crazy in the hood but I am not scared
It′s evident that the evidence
That was captured on the camera′s irrelevant
Get the dogs, get the tanks out


Fuck a nigga, blow his goddamn brains out
Same shit, different city
I'm and that′s the reason that they fucking with me

Wise up to the plot
They targeting the youth and just about to wipe our ass out

DJ EFN, Crazy Hood Productions
Puttin' it down, straight like that
Who′s crazy?
DJ EFN, Crazy Hood Productions
Puttin' it down, straight like that
Who′s crazy?

The law can't save us in our own hood
Walk around hooded down in your own hood
And they run up on ya with the pistols out
Should've took a different route, these crackers tryna etch us out
But this is home here, we should be able to roam here with no fear

But it′s crazy in the hood, Klan members turn cops
Harassing our youth, got our backs against the walls
Hands up, they still shoot, so what we gon′ do?
Either ride or be quiet
I think it's been peace for too long, let′s be violent
Malcolm, Stalley mixed with Makaveli in front your precinct
Middle fingers, MAC-11s pointed at the law, that's what we think

Now who′s crazy?
And this mama next to me wanna know why you shot a baby
Left him cold in the streets, not treating him like a human
So y'all pigs get the same treatment
Every time we see one of y′all we shooting

DJ EFN, Crazy Hood Productions
Puttin' it down, straight like that
Who's crazy?
DJ EFN, Crazy Hood Productions
Puttin′ it down, straight like that
Who′s crazy?